“It was such a heavenly dream: dreamed between the reality of war and the reality of hereditary madness.”

“It was not a noisy wind but the kind that suggests something very big and thin fresh from the horror of Infinite Space.”

“...his eyes lit up and glowed red against the dark bulk of it. A moment they remained so ... then they soared up, phosphorescently opalescent, with a predominance of red, like two sinful dead plane...”

“There is nothing so actively alive as the dead.”

“Talking empties you of the noisy silence within.”

“If you hear a song that makes you cry and you dont want to cry anymore, you dont listen to that song anymore. But you cant get away from yourself. You cant decide not to see yourself anymore. You c...”

“It was strange how loud the world was when you weren't filling it up with your own noise.”

“All men's miseries derive from not being able to sit quiet in a room alone.”

“Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk")”

“To imbibe so much quiet is to become the music inside it.”

“The constant reprimands made me hyperconscious of my own performance, and so instead of getting rid of self, I had become embedded in the egoism I was supposed to transcend. Now I was beginning to ...”

“Silence is the mother of truth.”

“Silence is a powerful tool.”